After that, it was nothing more than a shopping trip, under the driving of Maiya, the earthy Hummer military vehicle roared with a brute force and powerful engine, and used its thunderous motor roar to remind the surrounding pedestrians that this is definitely an oil-eating monster!

In stark contrast to the tough-looking metal beasts, there are undoubtedly four young and beautiful girls in the car. When the Hummer stopped in front www.biquge.info of a café and saw four young girls giggling out of it, more than one of them was shocked to drop their jaws.

In this way, the day passed quickly, and for girls, shopping is the only way to kill time. As the so-called walk around is not to buy, whether it is a stall or a world famous brand, as long as it is a store, it will definitely make the girls stay for ten minutes!

But Alice doesn't come home with a simple and contented smile like the others. When she walked into the house and into the bedroom, that little face was completely tense.

The little boy was indeed a threat.

Although she has been shopping with her sisters, she has been thinking about this problem along the way.

After putting the ultimate move in the basement, Alice only had five minutes left to wake up at most, except for leaving a bruise mark on the back of her head, she could only "take care" of Gates.

As for the little ghost, she didn't take it to heart at all.

But who knew that there was such a coincidence in the world?

With so many people in California, why did Sergei go to a welfare home in San Diego and adopt him?

Los Angeles is the second largest city in the United States, with a population of one million, and San Diego is also the second largest city in California, with a population of nearly one million. In such two huge number groups, there are so many possibilities for combination, but Sergei and that little ghost. If it wasn't God's joke, Alice wouldn't believe anything.

That night, it was dark and the moon was round, and the autumn wind was blowing high on the roof of 15 Vinton Street. Holding a torch-shaped glow stick bought at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, Alice is dressed in a nightwear and ready to go.

"Black roller skates, black leggings, black t-shirt, black knit jacket and hat, well, good, go!"

Holding a torch-shaped glow stick, Alice jumped off the roof of her house, only to hear a snapping sound, and the four wheels of her roller skates fell steadily to the ground.

Like a ghost on a moonlit night, Alice put her hands in her pockets, her head covered with her hat, and her whole body was pitch black, and she sped down the streets of Los Angeles, while her roller skates were barely silent. In the wee hours of the morning, in this sparsely populated middle-class neighborhood, in this quiet place where only the street lamps bring a hint of popularity, there is a kind of terrifying atmosphere as she drives by silently and quickly.

With a swish, a dark shadow flashed under the street lamp, but there was no trace of it when it looked closely. Even if a resident wakes up in the middle of the night and happens to look out the window and happens to see Alice passing by on the street, he will definitely feel a chill in his heart. The black sound and shadow, the hood that completely covers the head and cannot see the identity clearly, and the roller skating lone in the early hours of the morning are already the material that can constitute an urban legend.

Of course, Alice doesn't care about that, and by hacking into the LA Police Department LAN from her home, she's been able to take possession of the residence of Sergey Brin. In less than half an hour, she had arrived at her destination.

This is an ordinary two-story building, the porch in front of the door is lit, and there are no automatic sprinklers on the lawn. Alice looked directly to the second floor and was surprised to find that the bedroom was still lit.

"It's interesting, either the old Sergei is watching the film with his wife, hehehe, or the little Sergei is peeking at the film in the middle of the night...... Well, that's not the case at this time. Is it really hard work? Let me see. ”

Three or two steps to the front of the building, even though she was wearing roller skates, Alice just lightened, like a martial arts master, and went to the bright window.

The mental power is invested inward, and the scene inside the house is unobstructed.

A black boy was sitting at his bedroom desk, and it was not entirely appropriate to say that he was black, and in terms of skin tone, brown-black was more accurate, that is, it was close to the color of chocolate.

At this time, the little boy of eight or nine years old did not sleep, but read a book that he should never read at his age. Alice's mental power was swept away, and it was actually her ...... Books similar to officialdom thick black studies......

Alice blinked vigorously, and then confirmed that she was right, this little ghost was indeed reading a ...... Officialdom thick black science.

What is the situation, looking at the serious expression on this little ghost's face, he must have really read the contents of the book. God knows, this is not a fairy tale, nor is it a fantasy adventure novel, such a little ghost who hasn't even graduated from elementary school and hasn't gone to school is actually watching Houhei Xue!?

Originally, I just looked at the current situation of this little ghost, and was ready to kill people and destroy corpses at any time, but now the situation is ......

With a sense of amazement, Alice plans to test this wonderful imp.

"Flynn, remember me?"

Flynn, who was reading a book, jerked his head up.

"W-Who!?"

For a few days, Flynn had the feeling of living in a dream.

Originally, he was just an ordinary handyman under the Axe Gang, and the only purpose of his existence was to be locked in a warehouse, with the only bit of food, and to stay with the drugs in charge of guarding.

I don't know how long this life lasted, until not so long ago, everything changed.

At this moment, the voice of greeting sounded directly in my head, it was a familiar voice, it belonged to an angel. It is because of her that she finally has a chance to be discovered by the police, and it is because of her, those who govern themselves and detain themselves. Even the drug dealers who bullied themselves from time to time were all eliminated.

For many days, whether it was in a welfare home or in the home of a policeman who had just adopted him, every time he fell asleep, a cute and beautiful face would always appear in front of him. With that barely three or two sentences, but extremely familiar voice, all the nightmares that struck would be washed away.

At this moment, suddenly, when the voice of this night dream suddenly appeared, and appeared directly in his heart, Flynn was completely stunned.

"Flynn, you've surprised me a lot."

The voice sounded again, still with mental power, Alice stayed safely by the window outside the house, and did not appear.

"I really didn't expect you to even like this kind of book that can only be read by adults, I thought that you were at most the daughter of the sea."

"How's it going? Are you still used to the new life? ”

Familiar voices kept ringing in his head, and they were so gentle and considerate, Flynn sat at his desk, staring blankly at his reflection in the window by the light of the lamp.

"Xi, get used to it! That one...... It's you, right? What is your name? What should I call you? ”

In the end, it's a little ghost, and his current practice of Peter Pan's night attack seems to have really fooled him~

But Alice is also a little strange, how do you feel, this little ghost seems to have been waiting for her to appear?

Forget it, no matter how much it is, Alice is just here to make sure that this little ghost won't tell the situation in the basement in the first place. After all, when she casts that ability, the surrounding sound and light effects are not decorations.

"It doesn't matter what my name is, it's important, Flynn, that you know that your life has changed so much...... Who is it? ”

Waves of mental power rippled around Flynn, and Alice was already preparing to use hypnotism.

However, seeing that the boy nodded without hesitation, "Of course it's you, angel, you must be an angel, right?" ”

Alice: "............"

Ha?

What did he say?

Angel?

Standing by the window, Alice stared at the moon in the sky with stunned eyes, thinking that she hadn't used hypnotism yet, why did this little ghost call her like that?

How did she know what it meant to Flynn when she came down from the sky, made a big move, and "attracted" the police.

But in this way, even if you don't have to kill people, destroy corpses, and destroy traces, you don't need hypnosis, you can ensure safety.

It is precisely because she is now putting her mental power that Alice knows very well that although the current situation is a bit weird, this little ghost really regards herself as an angel......

After chatting with Flynn for a few more words, asking about the situation, and expressing his mystery and greatness as an "angel", when everything was over, the mental power once again glanced at the typical "thick black science" in front of Flynn's desk......

This kid has a great future.

Alice smacked her lips and jumped from the second floor back into the street, quickly running away.

"Angel ......"

Flynn was left alone at his desk, and the girl's voice he heard again tonight would never be removed from his mind for the rest of his life.